Walk somewhere, there will be a big round building which would make a nice dwelling, and then some other things and places.

The doors to the central flats are magnificent and mighty. There will be a big boulevard and a plaza that looks best at dusk as orange light ambles past twisting shapes and then collapsing on cobbles. It will smell of chocolate and there will be a place for cool euro comics and another place for beer.

Things will hint towards English, but never be. Buy stamps from near the train station. Get lost in the underground trains, they do make sense eventually, though only for a bit. Avoid the urinating statue, fountain.

a sugar suspension gel for application on bread. vital vitamins trapped in chromatic union with seeds that will never shoot. adhesive gloss, silently waiting to be pierced and divided; in cool jars, the intonation of freon, endlessly.